shock!After rebirth, the whole sect is eavesdropping on me complaining

Qingjiu, Zheng Mian and Wangfan left here.

Standing under a stone bridge, Wangfan watched the people coming and going on the bridge. He looked back at Qingjiu and Zheng Mian and asked softly.

"How will we find Qian Xing'er if we lose Jusong's help."

Wang Fan is a very strange person. His temperament is sometimes cold and sometimes approachable. Especially when facing Qingjiu, he is somewhat shameless for some reason.

Qingjiu has never looked down upon these incomprehensible people, even though this boy is good-looking.

But he has a deep mind, and there is always a calculation deep in his smiling eyes.

She glanced sideways at him and said coldly:

"You ask me? You don't have a brain."

After saying this, she took out the handkerchief from her arms.

Wang Fan had helplessness on his face and looked at Qingjiu pretending to be hurt.

"Miss Qingjiu, what you said is too... sharp."

At this time, Zheng Mian, who was standing aside, saw time slowly passing by amidst the idle activities of several people, and he finally spoke.

"We still follow the escort chief's instructions and gradually investigate restaurants and medical clinics. It has been delayed for some time. We'd better take action immediately."

Adhering to the principle of treating everyone equally, Qingjiu glanced at Zheng Mian lazily and spoke crisply.

"You don't have any brains either?"

"..." Zheng Mian.

"..." Wang Fan.

Under the two silent gazes, Qingjiu opened the handkerchief he took out.

I saw a strand of green silk wrapped in the pink silk handkerchief.

Qingjiu pinched the Qingsi with his index and middle fingers, then made a hand seal with both hands, and spoke eloquently.

As the movements of the hand changed, the strand of green hair slowly floated up, and then a formation appeared in the air where the green wine was.

"Thousand-mile tracking technique? Miss Qingjiu is really a talisman master. It's the first time I've seen the seal. It's easier for a female talisman master to cast the spell."

Wangfan looked at the scene in front of him and said with some surprise.

There was a little surprise in his eyebrows, and his eyes looking at Qingjiu were also full of inquiry.

"..."

Qingjiu didn't say anything to Wang Fan's words, but looked at the red thread appearing in the air from the hair.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, then he looked at the two people standing aside and said.

"Walk."

Before the two of them could speak, Qingjiu took the lead and followed the green silk hair forward.

Zheng Mian and Wang Fan looked at each other again, and both saw admiration in each other's eyes.

It has to be said that at Qing Jiudu's age, what she knows and what she has in mind are beyond comparison.

I can't blame him for having a weird temper.

The two thought.

The three of them walked through the streets for about two-quarters of an hour. The strand of green silk wrapped with red thread finally stopped at a door.

Slowly turned into a wisp of smoke, looking towards the second floor.

Wangfan looked at the building in front of him and spoke in surprise.

"here it is?",
There were some changes in Zheng Mian's honest face. His eyes moved, and then his thin lips slowly moved, and he spoke out a few words with difficulty.

"Yichun Courtyard."

But the green wine beside them was not as coy as the two men. Looking at Yan Qing's gauze flying in colorful colors, it looked like fireworks everywhere.

He narrowed his eyes, became interested, and walked in without saying a word. "Wait a minute, green wine girl."

Seeing that the green wine was about to leave, Wang Fan and Zheng Mian's expressions changed and they hurriedly stopped them.

I thought that with Qingjiu's temperament, it would be impossible to listen, but to my surprise, Qingjiu turned around and walked to the side.

The two of them looked confused and didn't know why.

"This……"

Once again, without waiting for the two to react, Qingjiu walked to a hidden place not far away, took out something from the space, and waved his delicate hand.

When she walked towards the two of them again, she already looked like a handsome young man.

I saw him dressed in white, with snow-white skin, ebony black pupils, a tall and heroic nose, and attractive red lips.Her beautiful black hair is tied high.

Extraordinarily handsome, with the wind on his sleeves, a fan in his slender white hands, and an indescribable frivolity at the corners of his mouth.

If he hadn't just seen her cool and cold woman in women's clothing, he would never have believed that the heroic young man in front of him was actually that cold woman.

"Miss Qingjiu, what are you doing?" Wang Fan said with some confusion as he watched the woman dress up.

Qingjiu glanced at him sideways, waved the folding fan in his hand, and silently replied, "Of course this place is more popular as it is."

One sentence made Wangfan on the side open his mouth and didn't know what to say.

"Miss Qingjiu seems to be very familiar with this kind of place."

Wangfan said teasingly.

Qingjiu no longer paid attention to him at this time, walked to the door and knocked on the closed door.

After knocking a few times and waiting for a while, the closed wooden door slowly opened a crack.

I saw a disheveled woman squinting lazily through the crack in the door and speaking in a hoarse voice.

"It's not open yet. If you want to have fun, come over in the evening."

Wang Fan and Zheng Mian, who were originally following Qingjiu, couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief after hearing this.

At the same time, I thought about what Qingsi had just tracked and disappeared here, and I was a little worried for a while.

I saw Qingjiu gently placing the fan in the door that the girl was about to close.

"Girl, we don't have any other intentions. We just came here to listen to music. We are leaving in the evening. I heard someone said this is a good place, so I came to take a look. Girl, please be accommodating."

As he spoke, Qingjiu tilted his head slightly. When he saw the purse on Wangfan's waist, he raised his eyebrows and without hesitation reached out to untie his purse and handed it to the woman at the door.

As soon as the woman saw what Qingjiu handed over, her eyes lit up for a moment. She looked up at Qingjiu and Wangfan Zheng Mian behind him, and her eyes lit up even more for a moment.

"Oh, you can be accommodating, you can be accommodating, where did such a handsome young man come from? Come in, come in."

After taking the purse handed over by Qingjiu, the woman opened the door in an instant, took Qingjiu's arm, and waved the three of them to go.

Qingjiu smiled nonchalantly, put away the folding fan in his hand and raised the woman's chin, lowered his eyes and arched his eyebrows and asked her with a smile, "You won't embarrass the girl, will you?"

The woman obviously didn't expect Qingjiu to be so bold. She looked at Qingjiu with affectionate eyes for a moment, and even raised her body directly on Qingjiu's arm, murmuring.

"How can the young master be in trouble when he comes? Besides, it's daytime and I have a project in Yichun Building during the day."

Qingjiu put one arm around her waist and said with a chuckle, "It couldn't be better."

Then Qingjiu and the woman walked inside minding their own business.

Behind him, Wang Fan looked at the scene in front of him with a blank expression and some confusion. Even the deep-faced Zheng Mian next to him was blushing and looking troubled.

Qingjiu, who had been walking in for a while, saw no movement behind him. He turned to the two people behind him and said, "What are you doing standing around here? Why don't you come in."

After the two of them walked in, they saw a stage in the center of the spacious space. Above it, a group of slim women wearing tulle and veils were dancing vigorously.

And under the stage is a man sitting at the table with fiery eyes.
"Young master, it's a coincidence that we have a good product here yesterday. We will bring it out for display later. The performance will officially start in the evening. At that time, the highest bidder will be able to share the joy of heaven and earth with the beauty for a night."

Listening to the seductive words in his ears, Qingjiu held the folding fan in his hand, shook it gently, and smiled lightly.